Monday, February 1, 2010

Formal(ish) Introductions: Part 3- Peanut, the face of pure evil

I looked up "pure evil" in an old dictionary and this is what I found: A cat with horrific mood swings...
...who, unsurprisingly,  looked just like Peanut! IS Peanut.  

I'm sure he was nice once upon a time.  LL and BM have had him for 9 years and they think he's the best cat ever.  Although, sometimes they call him by his formal name: "The Honorable B.P. Fluffernutter Grumpous Extrodinaire".  Kinda' telling don't you think?  He was a little stray kitty that LL found when she and BM were dating.  He lived outside before they were married, but LL wanted him to be a house cat when they got a house of their own.  He was the Puma of the house until one day...

This is how he reacted when they told him they were thinking about getting a puppy (me).
He was not pleased.

When I came home, he was pretty sure I belonged outside.
Peanut: "Ma, please tell me that thing is staying outside!"

But I came in- except for the Kitchen, and he knew that.
Peanut: "Ha Ha! You can't come in here!"
Me: "Maybe if I just put a toe in LL won't notice."

The peeps thought he would warm up to me.

They thought wrong.
Peanut: "Ma, you've got to be kidding me."

The peeps pointed out how cute I was and how we were almost the same size and even the same color!
Me: "Help!  I'm not so sure about this. I think he wants to bite me!"
Peanut: "Hum...maybe I'll bite her and see how she tastes."
Fortunately he didn't bite much and asked to go outside.
Peanut: "Let me out you traitors, please!"
 And that is where he has been for 7 years now.
Peanut: "Which is just fine by me!"
He's a tough 'ol cat who has survived all these years in the desert and seems no worst for the wear. 
LL worries about him all the time but he won't come inside unless it's cold and raining.  Which is like never 3% of the year here in Tucson.

His major jobs are to lay in the sun, keep the pigeons off the roof, and to keep other cats from eating his food.
He is good at only two of those jobs.  I bet you can guess which two!
Picture: Random neighbor cat on our back porch, looking very well-fed.


  1. Peanut: so much info on you, provided by your sibling hehee! Love those sepias up top - you are really a pretty kitty! I have a sis cat named Ozzie who makes the occasional appearance here (and should be up for a post pretty quickly now) - mayhap you can be virtual pals with a cccat!!!
    Hugs xo

  2. Well, with a name like that I'd be bipolar too :)

  3. Ohhhh yikes! Photo #2!! Peanut with the snarlers out!

    Hugs and snaggle-tooth kisses,
    Sierra Rose

  4. Umm... Cats.... You can't trust them!


  5. I'm sorry, Kitty... I wanted to focus on you but I was blinded by the mega-cuteness of puppy Sierra! Awwwwwwwwwwwwww!!

  6. Woof! Woof! Nice to meet you PEANUT. LOVE your name ... Lots of Golden Woofs, Sugar

  7. Nice to meet you Sierra-Dog!
    I was very happy with your visit to my blog.
    Thanks for your kind comments!
    You´re very beautiful!
    Hope we can be great friends!

    Nice to meet you Peanut! I never had a real kitty as a friend. Would like to have one.


  8. HI Sierra-Dog!!! At our house we all know whose running the show most of the time--It's the cat, and we pretty much do what she says (not really!)...


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